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24 September 2004 @ 01:06 am
Words, Words...Words.  
Late-night ramblings...some self-referential, some to specific people, some to random people who will never see them.
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Sometimes, you just know the next thing you hear is NOT gonna be what you want to hear...nor are the next several things. Sometimes you gotta tough that out.

"Been sleeping for a million years or longer / You woke me up, I'm even stronger"

Caught up this evening with an old and dear friend, who I'd thought was lost to the currents of the Internet and life off of it...good to see you are not only back online, but in a considerably better situation, my dear Lady Raven.

Some thoughts are best left to their nests in the dark of the caves in which they breed...they don't survive well in the harsh light of Reality...you have to treat them well, or they never mature...though, in truth, the vast majority should probably be killed while unable to affect anything.

Get over yourself. You are nothing. You deserve no better than you have, and you will never what you want...and if you did get it, you wouldn't want to pay the price for it; there's always a price.

Well, DUH!...Oh, shut up.

If you want change...you must instigate change.
 
 
Current Music: Bionic Jive - Kerosene
 
 
 
bojo427bojo427 on September 24th, 2004 11:22 am (UTC)
There's alot of wisdom in those late night ramblings.

"Been sleeping for a million years or longer / You woke me up, I'm even stronger" That's great, where is it from?
God of Thunder and Rock'n'Rollarchmage on September 24th, 2004 11:35 am (UTC)
it's a line from KMFDM's song, "Virus"...

Kmfdm - Virus
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Now hear, you creeps, punks and freaks,
Talkin' 'bout virus from the streets,
Spread that virus, go for Hell,
Check out the resistence of your cells

Smoke some dope, waste your brain,
Kick your health out the drain
Fuel injection makes you high
Ram it up your poop-chute, you know why

You catch it once, you catch it twice
you catch it with your love device
It's a man-eating, god-creator,
Collecting lives, paying later,
Rip that thing and do the right stuff,
Cause messing with the girls ain't not enough
You can't lock it in, no wall's too high
It's busting out into the sky

Virus, gonna kill you
Gonna thrill you
Gonna knock you out
Makes you high

This love ain't real, it's just a fake
I don't care of what you make
Got a keepsake out of all I'm sayin'
Watch your style, better start praying
You did wrong my dear, but it's too late
It's all destroyed, what a state
You're the victim, he's the master,
Beg for mercy, more and faster

I'm a rock'n'roll monster with a bass guitar
My face is all up, you've gone too far
Been sleeping for a million years or longer
You woke me up, I'm even stronger
Cleaning up the face of Earth, my mother
You'll never ever, you'll never have another
Blown to pieces, drowned in slime,
Not worth a tombstone, sign of the times